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"I love you, bambolina. No matter what happen, you will always have my heart. You will always will." - Giovanni Leone Santorini. 

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Giovanni Leone Santorini's POV

          LUCKY, the name replayed in my head like a mantra. I don't know where I heard that name, it sounded familiar. I sat on the bowling sofa with my beer and watch the other girls taking their turns. Another sofa opposite me and a round glass coffee table in between. 

As I swigged my beer, I watched them.  Enna looks so happy as she made a strike and pouted when she'd missed the balls. She looks so refreshing. The day I first saw her, flashed in my head and a ghost of a smile formed on the corner of my lips. I knew she's the girl who will be going to change my ways. I felt it instantly. It's hard to explain. I just felt it, I know it was absurd, but I do. Something in her that excites me, especially when I stared into her stormy eyes, when she look so deeply frightened, my heart felt it too. It felt like our hearts suddenly interconnected. Yes, she completes me in every way. She could melt my temper without doing anything, just by her stare. She could damn make me angry in just the slightest thing, and makes me happy, in the same way.

Isaias words rang in my ears with my eyes stayed trained on Enna. She was shuffling around her friends, animatedly chatting and laughing with them. 

"If Salvo Giudici is Lucky? How will you deal with Enna? How will you get justice with the  ..." Isaias made a short pause, his eyes filled with reluctance, but continued it anyway. ".. death of your family." Sai pinned me with his cold-distant eyes. "You can't have both, Leone," he sounded stern and I involuntarily clenched my hands into balls. He is right. I can't have Enna and then get revenge of my family's death by killing the father of the girl whom I want to share my life with until my last breath.

"Don is in Palermo," Isaias' standoffish's eyes trained on me. "Vito flew to Palermo the other day. He will be dealing with this guy and get some information about this "Lucky". We just hope he has the information we needed," his jaws moved and clenched. His eyes spark something dangerous. The reason why we care for each other. We have the same thinking, we fight the same fights, and we shared the same problems. They were my brothers whom I never had. They were the only family I had left. 

"Hey, Gio." Dean's voice snaps me out of my short reverie. My head snaps to his directions. "Come on, bro. Enna needs a backup, she's getting rusty," Dean playfully teased her and I saw Enna shot him a daggering look.

I smiled. "Later," I waved my hand and he nodded. I swigged the beer and I saw Enna approaching me. She took her drink and made a sip, then places it back on the table, then she face me. 

"Are you okay?" I nodded and deposited my beer bottle on the table. I took her hands and pulled her closer to me. She stood in front of me, in between my legs. My hands automatically curled around her hips and nuzzled my head on her belly. She smelled really good.

"Are you sure, Gio?" I felt her hands rest on my shoulders. 

"Come on, guys. Get a room!" Dean's playfully chided and I release her, half-chuckling. She bent down and kissed me on the lips briefly, before retreating back to the group. Dean and the other guy, Jacob, was watching us with beers in their hands. They raised their beers in silence and I just nodded my head acknowledging them. Now, I believe her. I guess the guy was really a friend to her, however, I couldn't get the negative feelings out of my dirty skull. I don't know, but I hate to even think guys swarming her, even though these guys truly has no negative intentions. It still bothered me greatly.

I look around the room and another group not far from us, cheering their friend who looks anxious as she shyly grabs a ball from the bowling ball return rack. 

My head again rammed with the mysterious Lucky, and again, I was lost in thoughts. Salvo Giudici. I hate to say, but I have a feeling he was all behind my family's death. And if that's proven, just the thought of it, it is breaking me. That until now, I don't want to think about it. I tried to avoid it as much as possible. 

My eyes drifted to Dean as he positioned himself and took the bowling ball. He leaned forward and throws it targeting the middle of the pins aiming a strike, but the ball went into the gutter, making the girls hoots and cheering boo's towards him. He just chuckled ignoring the girls negative reactions.

Enna throws a glance in my direction and beckoned me to come closer. I just lifted my hand motioning her that I'm fine watching them and smiled reassuringly. She then took her turn and I watch her animatedly. 

Suddenly, my phone rang. I quickly averted my attention to my phone. I saw Isaias' name flashed on the screen. I quickly connected it as I stood up and walk farther from the group. 

"Yes," I started and stood several meters from where Enna's group are. 

"Theresa is found dead in her apartment ... last night," his tone held apprehension. "There's no trace left. They believe it was suicidal. The authority didn't release any statement of her sudden death, but I believe, someone killed her and I'm sure, it's about the tape. We need to find that Lucky guy, as soon as possible." Sai paused for a bit. He sounded firm and determined. My head is already working like a clock. "My suspicion, we aren't only dealing with this Lucky guy, he's not working alone. I have a feeling, our enemy is close to us." 

Salvo Giudici rang in my head. He's the only one who knows that Theresa has a knowledge about the tape unless he is working with someone. "Salvo Giudici," I murmured, almost inaudible. 

"We have no other way. It's either to force him to talk or wait for nothing or forget about the death of your fa-"

"Yes!" cutting him off  with my eyes drifting to Enna's direction, who was also staring at me in curiosity. I waved to her and gave her a reassuring smile and she waves back. She then turns her attention to Gultan and another girl. 

I shut my eyes as the horrifying memory of my parents in their own room, laying lifeless on their own blood, flashes in my head. The pain, anger, and revenge stacked up, causing my adrenaline to pump crazily and suddenly, the passion for getting justice of their death, filled me, fueled me. I involuntarily clenched my hands, my jaws felt rooted and my heart tightening from the anger bubbling in my system with adrenaline stacked up.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Enna approaching. 

"...you made your decision. Family comes first-" 

My eyebrows involuntarily furrowed, when I realized I missed most of Isaias words. I was too lost in my thoughts, musing and battling with my head. "I'll call you later, Sai." I ended the call and casually stuff it in my pocket as I watch Enna approaching me. 

"What are you doing here?" Enna stood in front of me. She regarded me for a moment and I force a calm and casual look. My heart aches to tell her the truth, but I knew it will break her heart. She doesn't know anything, and I'd rather want her to know nothing, than seeing her cry and breaking. Just the thought of her crying, hurting, it already breaks me. 

At this moment, I question if we were truly meant for each other. How cruel fate is. Why fate had to joke with me. Probably this is my karma, after breaking lots of hearts, but as far as I remember, I didn't intentionally break it. Before I slept with them, they knew what to expect. From the very beginning, I already warned them. It's not my fault. I've been very blunt and honest with them, it's not like I'm taking advantage of them. I always made sure that after that one night, they get something from me. Jewelry, or any materials that would make them happy. I know, everything has a price. 

Is it my price of losing her is to get my family's death justice? And, can I bear losing her? 

You don't get everything, Gio. It's either you lost her or lost the chance of giving justice to your family's death.

"Gio?" Enna's worried tone snaps me out of my trance. My eyes lingered in her stormy gray eyes and again, I questioned myself. Can I bear losing her? The only woman who can push my anger to the limit without trying. The only woman who could pull out the best in me. The only woman who made me realized that I'm not just what I thought I was, a ruthless and heartless man, a satan's brother, but a loving and caring guy at the same time. She's the only woman who made me feel contented even in the slightest thing, just to be with her it felt everything. She completes me. 

"Who were you talking with?" her voice held so much curiosity. The smile on her face gone. 

I force a smile. "It's Isaias. He was wondering where am I. That fucker misses me," I joked and she chuckled, rolling her eyes simultaneously. "Let's go back," I curled my hand on the small of her back and led her back to the group. Her hand automatically curled around my waist as well. 

I tried to concentrate on her and enjoy the evening with her, even though the inside of my head, there was a tsunami of fears and anxieties. 

          The air inside the cafe filled with enthusiasm as the girls were blabbering about the new store opened not so far from their building. It's almost twelve at night and the cafe is slow. I guess it's off-peak hours. "Gosh, they had the most stylish clothing design at a reasonable price, my cousin said. I want to check that out as soon as it opens," the copper haired blabbered and Gultan giggled, agreeing to her. Their eyes sparkled like a diamond as they shared the same opinions on the said store. 

Girls and fashion. Not our cup of tea. I hated shopping, or even dawdling inside a mall. I'd rather sit in my living room watching than window shopping. 

"Were you born in Italy, Gio?" I turned my attention to Jacob. Dean's head snapped to my direction. I guess they were bored too, listening to their topic. I'm sitting beside Enna, and beside her was Gultan. Across me were Jacob and then Dean, then Tara, the copper haired girl. The girls were too animated with their topic when I shot them a glance once again, before averting my attention back to Jacob. Enna was also listening intently to Tara.

I just noticed that this Jacob guy is as good looking as Dean. He has a brown, brush cut hair, like Channing Tatum's haircut, clean-shaven jawline, almond-shaped eyes, and thin lips. He had a very natural tanned skin, and he looks like a Spanish. He's sporting a pinstripe dress shirt and gray jeans that made him looks too appealing. I'm guessing his age is closer to Dean. "Yes," I replied briefly. 

"I heard Italy is such a beautiful country," he smiled. "I wish to come and visit it one day," he added on wistfully. 

"Yes, it is!" I agreed with my voice, swelling with pride. 

"Been there, many times. If I were to pick, I'd rather live there." Dean pitched in as he stared into his coffee cup, his finger stroking the plain stoneware mug.

I felt Enna leaned against me and my hand automatically slipped around her waist, drawing her closer to my side. She didn't budge, rather she leaned her head against my side. Her attention was still focused on the girls as she slowly makes a sip with her decaf coffee. The girls were in their own world while we were also lost in our own topic.

"You're from Italy, too?" I asked Dean. 

"My mom is," he responded shortly. 

"I see," I nodded. My hand unconsciously skims Enna's waist. Her warmth surprisingly comforts and relaxes me.

I suddenly felt the urge to kissed her. My lips involuntarily pressed against the top of her head, with my eyes, stayed trained on Jacob and Dean.

Dean started talking about his experience in Florence, Italy, and some parts of Italy where he spends his summer vacation during his teens with his family. I stifled the yawn rising in my throat by biting my inner cheek, but Enna did. Everyone snapped their head to her direction and she giggled as she apologized. I knew everyone is exhausted and they are just waiting for someone to end the night first.

"Are you tired, bambolina?" I asked and she pulled herself away and nodded. Dean drank the last content of his coffee mug, then he stood up.

"I guess, we call it a night then," he smiled to everyone. I stood up and agreed with him. I help Enna on her feet. Everyone rose to their feet and said our goodbyes. It was half past twelve when we reached her condo. 

As soon as we got back, she changed into her sleeping clothes and then cleaned her face, brushes her teeth and then crawled in her bed. I did the same, just took all my clothes, just leaving my boxers on and then brushes my teeth before crawling inside the comforter with her. I've been holding myself not to sleep with her for a month after that night she walked away. I don't want to spill it unconsciously what truly is going on and about the tape. 

Lifting her head and let it rest on my shoulder, I snuggled close up to her, gently pressing my chest against her breasts. At the soft touch, my cock stiffened completely and pressed against her thighs. "Gio," she murmured below whispers but enough for my grasp. Her voice sounded quavery and strained.

"Hmm.." I drawled groggily as I ignored the growing erection of my amigo. 

"I think your friend is in need," she said huskily. I felt her fingers tracing lines on my chest, and just like that, I rolled on top of her. My breathings became heavier and fast, and my body's temperature rises swiftly. The air I breath is carnal and my muscles tense, increasing rapidly with anticipation. My amigo is throbbing and aching to fill her, feel her around me, and fill her with my essence. 

"I thought you'd never ask, bambolina." I drawled huskily. Without ceremony, I captured her lips, tasting every corner of it like it's going to be my last taste of her. Taking my time slowly, memorizing every contour of her lips, sucking, and licking it. A soft moan escapes her lips and my arousals heightened all the more. It's been a month since I touch her and it's like all new to me. It was hard to see her yet I couldn't even touch her. I had to fight the urge all the time, and I had to stay as far as I could. 

I slid my skillful tongue inside her mouth and dances with hers. Massaging her walls and occasionally catching and sucking her tongue briefly. She grunts and moaned, in desperation and wanting for more. Kissing her is always amazing. The way she moaned and grunt, were like music to my ears, only fueling the desires raging in all in my nerve endings. The way her body reacts to my touch and kisses, and when she whimpers, I always find it difficult to control myself. Pre-cums were seeping from me, and it is agonizingly sweet torture controlling my seed explosion, just by hearing her sweet moans.

My kisses trailed down to the hollow of her neck, leaving kiss marks at every trail, with my hands skimming her soft sides. 

I know she hated my mark, but I can't contain myself. I love marking her every time I ravish her. It pleasures me to no end. It gives me satisfaction like no other. It is like a vice I couldn't get rid off. 

My hand slipped inside her chemise and detoured straight to her breast, all the while kissing her shoulders, sucking and licking her sweetness. 

"Ahh.." she moaned sweetly when I squeeze her two perky breasts with her taut nipples saluting to me. 

"Please, I need you now, Gio," she whimpered and my hand trailed down hastily to her belly then to her thin undergarment. With a haste, I tugged the thin garment creating a soft ripping sound, like the tearing of silk, filling the air, and it gave me another wave of pleasures to my ears, down to my raging cock. I heard her gasped and even without looking at her eyes, I knew they are as wide as the saucer. 

"That's a new VS one I just bought two weeks ago!" she whined though her voice is dripping with lust. 

"I'll buy you ten dozens first thing in the morning," I drawled and then I tug her chemise off her and she didn't protest. I kissed her again as I parted her legs and positioned myself in between. My fingers automatically landed on her core. I tease her nub with my finger. It's already wet, silky and ready to delve. 

I slid my middle finger inside her sleek entrance and it felt so good. I couldn't wait for me to fill her, and feel her walls latching my throbbing cock. "Please," she begs as she arched her back, gripping the bed covers tightly. My finger started thrusting in and out. Her breathings is ragged and she grunts and moans, whimpering loudly. I inserted another finger as I kept thrusting in and out. My kisses trailed down to her belly sucking and licking every trail, down to her groin all the while thrusting her in and out with my fingers. I stood at the foot of the bed, and dip my head in between her thighs, spreading her legs widely. I started kissing her nub, sucking it's sweetness while my fingers picking up a pace, thrusting in and out of her sleek, damp core. 

I felt her hands gripping my hair to pull my face closer while she jerks up occasionally. I could feel her getting closer. Her legs starting to buckle up with her walls tightening around my fingers, feeling tighter each thrust. Her breathings heaved up and down. "Oh fuck, yes..." she screams and just like that, she hit orgasms. I sucked all her juices gushing out of her core, as she tried desperately to pull her shaking body away from the continuing onslaught of my tongue.

As soon as she recovered from her climax, her breathings steadied and I crawled back on top of her and kiss her again. "Were not done, yet, bambolina," I said huskily as I parted her legs again and positioned my aching cock. The feel of my cock on her entrance is excruciatingly sweet. I almost exploded without even filling her. 

Pinning her hands above her head with just one hand, I plunged inside her with desperation and I almost exploded when I felt her tightness. Her core welcoming me is pure bliss and almost brought me to the edge. 

Our breathings synchronized and so each thrust. My breathing warmed her earlobes, and I kissed the spot where her chin met her neckline, all the while humping her, picking speed each thrust. Her moan got louder each second. I could feel my cock swelling bigger, fatter inside her. In a state of euphoria, I reached for her clit, releasing her hands and felt her nails dug into my back. Rubbing her clit, as I thrust into her fast and deep with an audible slap filling the air, mixing with her loud moan, she cried out my name as I felt her walls grasping my shaft tightly, I knew she's coming. No sooner, I felt my balls grow tight, my cock grew bigger and bigger and then shudders deep within her, meeting her climax.

"I love you, bambolina. No matter what happen, you will always have my heart. You will always will," I murmured and kissed her lips once again. She smiled with satisfaction. "I love you so much, Gio. I always will," she replied softly and at that moment, I shut everything that bothers me. I want to savor that moment. Only her and me. 

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A/N: I'm sorry guys for the very slow updates. I hope this chapter made it up of the long wait.

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